These words from the innocent girl's lips made him laugh.
"Who told you that?" he asked.
"Captain Cameron. He likes to pose as an authority on such subjects."
"And who is Captain Cameron?"
There was a suspicion of jealousy in Le Breton's voice.
"At present he's possessed with a demon of tennis. But when the devil has been cast out, he's my father's secretary."
"And how can the devil be cast out?"
"There's no really permanent cure, but it can be assuaged pro tem, if he meets someone who can beat him. In Teneriffe, he carried all before him. And he's coming over here to-morrow to beat all the local champions. He's one of the few people I really like. I've known him all my life."
These remarks of hers had the effect of reducing Le Breton to silence again.